Chapter 8: Trying to Freeload Breakfast? How Shameless!

Today was the big day when students from every martial arts high school in Linjiang City would awaken their martial talents.

As one of Linjiang City’s key martial arts high schools, Linjiang No. 7 High School required not only the attendance of all faculty and staff, but also the presence of major figures from the city and even the province, who had been invited to witness the ceremony.

The moment any promising seedling with an A-rank talent or above appeared, they would be recorded immediately and reported to the upper ranks of Great Xia, lest those students with exceptional martial talent arouse jealousy and be poached away by other schools, or even by martial arts academies from other provinces.

After all, those were bright, glittering political achievements!

As he stepped onto the athletic field, he looked around and saw blue-and-white-uniformed students everywhere, gathered by class.

They chatted, drank water, and ate breakfast, creating a lively scene.

Nearly ten thousand students had assembled on the vast, spacious field, yet it still did not feel crowded in the slightest.

At the very front of the field stood ten platforms side by side, each over three meters tall.

They had been cast in five colors and resembled the ancient altars emperors once used to worship heaven.

Above each platform floated a massive screen, so clear that even someone standing several hundred meters away could see it plainly.

These ten platforms were the Awakening Altars.

The time had not yet come.

Seats in the front row reserved for the leadership were still steadily being filled.

Although the students below were noisy, the homeroom teachers responsible for maintaining each class’s order all turned a blind eye.

These students were about to face the most important moment of their lives.

Whether they were dragons or worms would soon be revealed.

The teachers understood very well how much pressure weighed on their hearts.

Letting them chat a little and relieve some of that stress was only reasonable.

As Linjiang No. 7 High School’s famously devoted fool, Fang Qingchen was known to nearly everyone except those who focused solely on studying.

The moment he swaggered in, he immediately drew countless looks.

“Look, Fang the Lovestruck Fool is here.”

“Shh, keep your voice down. Don’t you know? Fang beat up Li Jiangnan from Class Four yesterday.”

“He even punched Li Jiangnan’s sports car flying.”

“Holy hell! Is Fang the Lovestruck Fool really that strong in actual combat?”

“Who knows? Maybe his confession failed and he started swallowing performance drugs out of despair.”

“That has to be it. Otherwise how could he possibly punch a car hard enough to make it explode…?”

“I wonder how he’ll fawn over School Belle Lin today.”

The students around him pointed at Fang Qingchen and whispered among themselves.

If it had been the him from his previous life, faced with this level of public scorn and the gaze of countless mocking eyes, then no matter how thick-skinned he was, he would never have been able to bear it.

He would have wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.

But now?

This was nothing more than a trivial scene.

Forget these mere ten thousand students. Even if ten thousand terrifying, bloodthirsty mutant beasts surrounded him and glared at him, he would not so much as furrow his brow.

The moment he reached the area where his class was gathered, he saw Lin Wanxing and Gu Tingting looking his way.

Gu Tingting, as usual, did not stand on ceremony.

Smiling brightly, she walked over at once.

Before she even reached him, her fair little hand was already extended.

“Fang Qingchen, why are you so late today?”

“Hurry up and take out breakfast for the two of us.”

“Wanxing and I are starving.”

Her tone was utterly matter-of-fact.

Deep in her eyes, there was even a trace of impatience.

That was because the breakfast Fang Qingchen brought was simply too delicious!

There was nothing like it anywhere on the market.

And if one ate it regularly, one’s physical rating even improved noticeably.

In her view, a single breakfast like that had to be worth at least several hundred yuan.

The saying about an emperor using a golden hoe to till the earth was still thinking far too small!

What she did not know was that every breakfast Fang Qingchen brought, even the buns that looked perfectly ordinary, was packed with cutting-edge technology and ruthless craftsmanship.

The meat filling was made from the flesh of edible B-rank mutant beasts, purified through layers of complicated processing to remove its harmful substances and savage nature, leaving behind only the most refined and delicious part.

A single gram was worth ten thousand yuan.

It was made entirely without regard for cost.

If someone truly tried to sell them, then even a single bun could not be bought for hundreds of thousands of yuan!

What a joke. The son of a Half-Step Martial God, the treasured child of a tycoon family—his extravagant lifestyle was something ordinary people could not even begin to imagine.

Gu Tingting could not recognize its true worth, but she still knew it was something good.

After benefiting from it a few times, she had repeatedly hinted to Fang Qingchen that if he wanted to pursue the girl he loved, he first had to win over the best friend at her side.

In his previous life, Fang Qingchen had naturally gone along with whatever she said for the sake of pleasing Lin Wanxing.

Besides, bringing one extra breakfast meant absolutely nothing to him.

So he had simply allowed Gu Tingting to shamelessly tag along and eat at his expense.

At that moment, Lin Wanxing also walked over.

Though she said nothing, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes as well.

And the classmates nearby all wore expressions that said this was perfectly ordinary.

Each of them held their own delicious breakfasts and ate with gusto.

Clearly, Fang Qingchen had brought breakfast for the two girls many times before.

They had long since become numb to it.

Fang Qingchen cast Lin Wanxing and Gu Tingting a half-smiling glance.

It was a look the two of them had never before seen on his face, and it made them deeply uncomfortable.

It was as though every little thought and every secret they had was being seen through at a glance.

As though they no longer had the slightest shred of privacy left.

Gu Tingting was quite calculating as well.

She reached out and grabbed Lin Wanxing’s hand.

“Hey!”

“Fang Qingchen, what kind of look is that?”

“Why are you dawdling? Are you trying to let Wanxing starve?”

She spoke in displeasure.

Lin Wanxing also seemed to have waited until she was truly hungry.

Her gaze fell on Fang Qingchen.

Her tone was cool and aloof, yet carried a faint trace of softness.

“I haven’t eaten breakfast yet, so I really am a little hungry.”

“Is it because I rejected you yesterday that you’re not going to care about me anymore?”

If this had been in the past, that tone and that look alone would have been an instant kill for Fang Qingchen!

It would have left him so dizzy he would not know east from west.

He might even have wished to chop himself into meat filling just so she could eat him.

After chasing Lin Wanxing for three years, she understood far too well how to manipulate him.

The other students around them also began jeering noisily.

“Young Master Fang, stop hiding it and bring it out already.”

“Did you change the breakfast again today? Are you trying to give School Belle Lin a surprise?”

“Let us have a look too.”

“Didn’t you say yesterday that you were giving School Belle Lin a gift today? Don’t tell me this breakfast is the gift?”

Listening to the snickering around him, Fang Qingchen merely swept his gaze across them.

At once, quite a few students who had been preparing to continue teasing him shut their mouths.

After all, they had already heard about Fang Qingchen’s brutal beating of Li Jiangnan yesterday.

The pure, undeniable charm of raw physical power made them understand exactly where they stood.

“You want breakfast?”

With a flip of his hand, Fang Qingchen took an exquisite two-person food box out of his backpack.

Even before the lid was opened, a rich fragrance was already drifting from within.

Gu Tingting’s eyes lit up.

She swallowed.

Stretching out both hands, she reached for it.

Even Lin Wanxing’s cold and delicate face took on an expression that seemed to say, I knew you would do this.

But just as Gu Tingting’s hand was about to touch the food box, Fang Qingchen turned around directly and walked toward a corner without even glancing at the two of them.

“If you want breakfast, go buy it yourselves.”

“If you can’t afford it, then stay hungry.”

“You rejected my confession, and now you still expect to freeload breakfast? How shameless.”